[ the tension is charged, despite quill's stillness. b'elanna wants to shake her, make her react physically, force the other woman to push b'elanna's own hand so that she can justify the creeping suspicion she's been wading through.
she hates this: she's not sure what's going on, she's on her own, and she's a little bit scared. ]
I don't trust you.
[ it feels good to say, even if it won't accomplish anything. and b'elanna takes a slow step toward quill, pausing before shoving ahead of her. she doesn't know anything about quill and her charge. he could be dangerous in his own right, certainly, but if he's in stasis he's at the mercy of a woman who clearly begrudges him. ]
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she hates this: she's not sure what's going on, she's on her own, and she's a little bit scared. ]
I don't trust you.
[ it feels good to say, even if it won't accomplish anything. and b'elanna takes a slow step toward quill, pausing before shoving ahead of her. she doesn't know anything about quill and her charge. he could be dangerous in his own right, certainly, but if he's in stasis he's at the mercy of a woman who clearly begrudges him. ]
Which way?